nine coffins

Chapter 691 The sky is the paper, the spear is the pen, and the blood is the ink
Wanghun Ancient Garden, magical ancient well.

The blood soul guard and the red night blood moon formed seals at the same time, and the power of the blood soul of the heavenly level scattered in the void.

That seemed to be a special method of unsealing the seal, and the vision suddenly rose.In the magical ancient well, six colors of brilliance instantly emanated.The strange pattern of forbidden pictures at the bottom of the well trembled slightly, as if the ice gradually turned into water waves.

The chill spread, and a blood moon gradually appeared in the ancient well water.Endless murderous aura leaked out. Amu and Li Shui had seen that kind of scene before.

Goodbye, the six-color brilliance is flowing, the water in the ancient well is full of microwaves, constantly changing.In the Six Paths of Samsara, the Blood Moon Continent, the River of Forgetfulness, and the whirlpool of the temple appeared one by one.

In the end, in the ancient well, a red glow suddenly appeared, and an incomparably gloomy ghostly aura pierced through the void of thousands of years, as if rushing straight from the distant past.

That kind of power seemed to come from the deepest part of the Blood Moon Continent.

Immediately, the red light gradually condensed.A blood-red coffin gradually appeared in the water pattern.The proud and eternal aura, the gloomy ghostly aura, are as powerful as the devil's coffin, even more powerful than Amu's broken devil's coffin.

"Ghost coffin!" Amu frowned.

In the world of God King Chess, Amu has inherited part of the memory of the God King of War, so when he sees it today, he can definitely conclude that it is one of the nine coffins, the ghost coffin.

"Where is the ghost coffin?" Amu asked himself instinctively, but naturally no one responded.

However, this time the shadow of the ghost coffin appeared and did not disperse, but was completely fixed in the ancient well.Because, at the moment when the blood soul guard formed the seal and the six samsara lights rose, something in Amu's arms floated directly on the ancient well.

Jie Jie Jie - Jie Jie -

The creepy ghost cry, like weeping and laughing, echoed in the entire Wanghun Ancient Garden and resounded in the entire Red Soul Continent.That was the laughter that Amu was very familiar with.

In the void, the seven-color brilliance skyrocketed, which was exactly the face of the supreme ghost left by Shen Yan.

Above the deserted sea, Shen Yan died.That grimace has already lost its mana.

However, Amu has always regarded it as Shen Yan's relic and kept it intimately.On the face of the supreme ghost and god, there are still a few strands of black hair that fell from Shen Yan back then.

One end of the blue silk is tied on the face of the supreme ghost.The other end is wrapped around Amu's fingertips.It's just that the black hair has long been invisible, just like the love thread between Amu and Shen Yan.

Not day and night, but life after life.

But for some reason, at this moment, that supreme ghost face suddenly shone brightly.You know, Amu was also by the ancient well back then, but nothing happened.

At the same time, the entire Wanghun Ancient Garden resonated with it, emitting a strange light.

The face of the supreme ghost floats on the ancient well.The seven-color glow and ghostly screams seem to be calling for all forces.In the entire Wanghun Ancient Garden, regardless of yin and yang, those strange lights gradually gathered in the front and rear courtyards.

That seemed to be the power of the ghost, because it was the first time for Amu to feel the endless coercion.Although Amu can still move because of the two coffins of gods and demons, the coercion is still extremely strong.

At this time, if you were an ordinary high-ranking angel, you might be completely imprisoned and unable to move.

Amu looked at the face of the supreme ghost, and his heart moved slightly.Because, he felt that the treasure passed down by the Ghost Venerable seemed to be waking up and regaining its former power.

Originally, the calm smiling face was ferocious and terrifying, but the smile gradually became stronger.

At this time, Hongye Xueyue completely knelt down at the mouth of the well.Although they already regard Amu as the main body, the blood soul guards still naturally maintain awe of the face of the Supreme Ghost God, respect for the Ghost Venerable.

The sound of Jie Jie continued, and the seven-color light flowed all over the sky.The face of the supreme ghost, with bursts of smiles, radiating into the sky.

Amu squinted his eyes, looking at the face of the supreme ghost.Through Chen Yan's black hair, Amu can fully communicate with the face of ghosts and gods.Endless power surges in the supreme ghost and god company, that is the power of the ghost supreme.

Although it may not be the most powerful force of the Ghost Venerable, it is already extremely powerful.

Jie Jie Jie - Jie Jie -

Accompanied by that ghostly laughter, the Supreme Ghostly Face finally fully woke up.A gigantic phantom floated over the entire Wanghun Garden.

call--

The supreme ghost face turned into a stream of light and flew directly towards Amu.The blue hair swayed slightly, and Amu's heart moved.The face of the Supreme Ghost God actually directly covered his face.

The supreme ghost face, the treasure of the ghost, can be regarded as the master of Amu and used by Amu.Amu understood that it must be the power of Chen Yanqingsi.

And the moment he put on the supreme ghost face, Amu felt that the world in his eyes was suddenly different.

The world is gray and gray.That feeling is like Amu has completely traveled through time and space, looking at another world from afar and clearly.

However, Amu didn't know where it was.

That world is shrouded in clouds and smoke, and the sky cannot be seen.However, the green mountains, big rivers, and forests are all in the distance.The green hills are nameless, and the dense forests are unknown.

Only the rolling river is like a river of forgetfulness.

What world is that?Amu asked himself.

But at this time, in the void, one person and one rider broke into the sight.

A fine horse, the whole body is like ink, only a little white on the forehead.The divine horse of the Three Realms, flying with four hooves, riding on the auspicious clouds, is galloping in the void.

The long mane, hunting in the wind, and the vigorous figure are full of strength and beauty.

Horses are like dragons, people are like gods.

That steed is a knight in red.

It is covered with a red cloak, dancing in the wind.Wearing bright silver soft armor inside, with shiny white awns.In the knight's hand, he held a black spear measuring eight feet long. The tip of the spear was sharp, and the black flowers flowed, as if trying to pierce through the void.

However, the knight had a grimace mask with a slight smile on his face.However, there was too much killing intent in that smile.

At this time, it was the mirror image that Amu only saw, and he felt the murderous aura attacking his body, and his whole body felt cold.

"Asura Spear, Supreme Ghost Face, Ghost Venerable!" Amu gasped involuntarily.This kind of ghost master is completely different from the red-robed ghost master who indulges in wine in the Three Realms in the back mountain of Youming and is thousands of miles away.

However, no matter how time changes, the temperament of those venerables will never change.

The horse is galloping, and Amu's perspective changes with the ghost.

With a horse and a gun, all good men probably hope that one day they will be able to roam the battlefield.Guizun's horse is extremely fast, in Amu's opinion, it is absolutely as fast as the Wild Soul Beast.

Fly over thousands of mountains, step over thousands of rivers, and walk through time.

In the haze, Amu felt that it seemed to be the once unbroken Demon Continent.Because the earth is round and the sky is round, and the vastness is boundless.

Amidst the gray atmosphere, the black and white sun finally revealed a corner.

Gui Zun rode his horse and headed straight to the east.

At this time, the sea of ​​clouds in the east instantly showed endless cavalry.

Those cavalrymen had different armors, all of them were ugly and hideous.Their mounts are of various types, but they are all monsters that are now extinct.

Those cavalry raised their arms and shouted with high fighting spirit, and they felt like sweeping everything and swallowing everything.That seems to be the oldest existence in the Shura world, with a hint of wildness.

Ancient Asura?Amu was shocked.

In the memory inheritance of the God King of War, there is a memory about ancient Asura, which is a little older than ancient Asura.

The ancient Asura, with extraordinary talent, did evil in the three realms.It is said that they are gods, but they do not have the good deeds of gods, and they are similar to ghosts.

But if they are evil spirits, they have the power of gods.It is said that they are human beings because they have the emotions and desires of human beings, but they also have the power and viciousness of gods and evil spirits.

Therefore, they are not gods, ghosts, or human beings. They live between gods, ghosts, and humans.The ancient Shura clan in Mozhou are actually descendants of ancient Asura.

The two armies lined up, but one side had more than ten thousand people, while the other side rode alone.

But at this time, Gui Zun sat down on the horse and didn't stop at all.Asura raised his spear, and the red-clothed black horse rushed directly towards the ancient Asura's formation.

That was fighting, and it was massacre!

The Shura spear is invincible vertically and horizontally, and it shines brilliantly.Ghost Venerable's technique is very strange, and the world changes color.

At this time, Amu is wearing two coffins of gods and demons, as well as a body protected by Buddha's light and spiritual thoughts.

However, Amu was still overwhelmed with complacency, and his heart and soul were shaken.Those ancient Asuras cannot be measured by the current state.However, to be able to stand in front of the Ghost Venerable is to be extremely powerful and mighty.

Those ancient Asuras, even if their heads had fallen, would fight until they were completely reduced to blood.

Gui Zun is invincible, but victory is not easy.

The day of black and white, the rotation is seven times, and the battle is over.On the land of Demon Continent, blood flowed like rivers, and corpses were like mountains.

Ghost Venerable sat down on the horse, soaked in blood, and was dressed in a red robe, dripping with blood.Only, Gui Zun's black hair was still flying, and the spear in his hand was still moving forward.

Opposite him, there are eight hundred ancient Asuras.That is, the last warrior.

Boom—wow—

Suddenly, the eight hundred ancient Asuras got off their mounts and knelt down in unison.

In the mirror image, there was no sound, but Amu could feel their real worship to Guizun.That's a real blow!That is a willing offering!

In ancient times, perhaps there was no hatred.The most primitive everything, only worship power!Great power!
Black horse and red clothes, ghosts are invincible.Those ancient Asuras were completely conquered.

Gui Zun nodded slightly, then slowly retracted the Shura spear, seemingly without saying anything.However, the spear moved slowly in the void.

The sky is the paper, the spear is the pen, and the blood is the ink.

Sitting on hundreds of millions of Asura, only for you to rule the country!The thirteen scarlet letters, like those carved in the sky of the Demon Continent, are immortal for tens of thousands of years.

That is a promise, that is an oath, and that is also the meaning and belief of the existence of the Red-clothed Ghost!

But who is this black horse and red-clothed Ghost Venerable fighting for?Amu was puzzled.

Goodbye, the mirror image fluctuates, and the ghost master rides away on his horse.The remaining eight hundred ancient Asura followed closely without any explanation.

As time goes by, the river of forgetfulness never ceases.Black and white circulate, the red-clothed ghost is respected, vying for the deer in the Demon Continent, and aspiring to win the Shura world.

One fight after another, one fight after another.I don't know how many ancient Asura clans knelt at Guizun's feet.I don't know how many people in Demon Continent died under Shura's spear.

Black horse, red clothes, eight hundred comrades.

They stepped across the continent of Demon Continent, through the ruthless years, changed the Asura Realm of Demon Continent, and changed themselves as well!
Only those thirteen characters will remain unchanged forever!
Unlimited sigh!Because, Amu saw the era of ghosts, the world of ghosts!

Gui Zun is definitely one of the greatest men in the Three Realms!

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